Welcome to Monday.
As you read this, I’ll be out moving approximately 4 tons of snow the hard way. Well, the hard way would be barehanded, and I will be cheating by using a shovel.
Fortunately, I haven’t been working out at all lately, so this will probably kill me. At the very least I’m going to have to burn precious vacation time to take care of it. I’d wanted to do this today, of course, but the snow came 12 hours late. I spent an hour digging in the middle of the storm so Benny could go outside without swimming in it. It’s well over his head.
Stockings aren’t proper workout gear, but you knew that.
Those hoop earrings aren’t really good gym garb either.
Not pictured: my backyard.
Crackfat is still awful, but I’d like to watch these girls wallball a while.
Is she squinting?
Time for a selfie.
Maybe one more of those.
Are those jodhpurs?
Her slippers are really cute. On a fat chick they wouldn’t be, though, so Rosetta shouldn’t wear these.
SNOWMAGGEDDON! SNOWPACALYPSE! SNOBAMA!
UPDATE, MJ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!—-This is a picture of Leon. He’ll probably comment that it isn’t really him because he doesn’t have a tattoo. Meh.
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